Chapter 44: True Person Qingyang!
“What exactly is this thing?”
Lu Qingyang raised his hand and slowly stroked the silver mark between his brows.
A chill spread from his fingertip through his entire body, making him feel comfortable.
And just then, the silver mark between his brows suddenly emitted a dazzling light.
Lu Qingyang was startled. He quickly closed his eyes and condensed his divine sense to examine the mark.
A moment later, Lu Qingyang opened his eyes, his pupils filled with doubt and shock.
“It’s actually… the Mark of Inheritance…”
Lu Qingyang was shaken.
Just now, when he examined this mark, a segment of information suddenly appeared in his mind.
“The Mark of Inheritance can only be derived by a Supreme Great Vehicle.”
“Could it be that the man in blue robes was actually… a Supreme Great Vehicle!”
Lu Qingyang’s heart skipped a beat.
The Great Vehicle stage, the final stage of the nine stages of cultivation.
And only the strongest among the Great Vehicle could be crowned with the name Supreme!
At this thought, Lu Qingyang’s mind stirred. He tried to activate the silver mark.
Unfortunately, the moment he tried, he was immediately repelled.
“Is it because my cultivation is too low, so I cannot control this Mark of Inheritance?”
Lu Qingyang felt somewhat disappointed, but he could only give up.
He would try again once his cultivation was sufficient in the future.
This is fine too.
Lu Qingyang calmed slightly and stopped dwelling on the matter.
Instead, he shifted his gaze to the red-orange small seal.
“Now, let me see just how precious you really are.”
Lu Qingyang drew a deep breath and channeled his spiritual power into the red-orange small seal.
“Boom~”
In an instant, an explosion sounded from within the red-orange small seal.
“Bzz~”
Ripples visible to the naked eye spread outward in rings.
Lu Qingyang’s expression shifted slightly. He quickly stepped back.
“Bang bang bang~”
Muffled thuds came from the red-orange small seal, followed by a series of explosive booms echoing through the void.
“Whoosh!”
The next second, the Ascension Seal actually shattered straight into countless tiny points of light, scattering outward.
“What’s going on?”
Lu Qingyang’s face revealed surprise.
Yet those countless tiny points of light were converging toward his dantian.
“Hm?”
Lu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, then immediately sat down cross-legged, quietly waiting for these points of light to arrive.
“Bzz~”
Threads of spiritual power overflowed from his body, merging into each point of light.
Before long, within his dantian, above the diamond-shaped Foundation Establishment Seal, an additional red-orange small seal appeared.
It was the Ascension Seal!
At this moment, the Ascension Seal hovered above his Dao Foundation, slowly rotating.
Lu Qingyang sensed the changes within his dantian, and the surprise on his face grew thicker.
“To think…”
“Such mystery…”
Lu Qingyang looked inward at his dantian and clearly felt the changes in himself.
With each rotation of the Ascension Seal, his Dao Foundation solidified slightly.
It was as if a seventh-layer phantom was about to condense above the sixth layer of Foundation Establishment!
Given time, he would surely attain High-Grade Foundation Establishment!
…
“What a treasure!”
Lu Qingyang could not help but praise it.
At present, he had many treasures and abundant resources. He only lacked cultivation and combat power!
“I must quickly learn second-tier spells, comprehend alchemy as well, and above all, quickly break through in cultivation.”
With the plan set, Lu Qingyang took out the ring and searched through the relics of the good man Helian for pills usable by a Foundation Establishment True Person.
…
In the blink of an eye, four years passed.
This day, at the Chaotian Sect, the Outer Gate Spirit Field Bureau.
Old Huang had risen much earlier than usual.
Today was the Medicine Hall’s weighing day. Although Lu Qingyang had already risen to the Inner Gate.
The contribution being weighed still belonged to him, so Old Huang did not dare delay. He had come to the Medicine Hall early.
“Morning, Deacon Ma.”
Old Huang walked into the Medicine Hall and saw Ma Han inspecting the medicinal fields. He greeted him with a chuckle.
“Mm, Junior Brother Huang, you’re here.”
Ma Han smiled honestly.
Ever since Lu Qingyang left, the position of Medicine Hall Deacon had fallen to him.
Originally, Lu Qingyang wanted to recommend Old Huang, but who knew Old Huang refused to death.
Lu Qingyang had no choice but to let it be and recommended Ma Han instead.
“Deacon Ma, today is the weighing day. How much contribution do you think we can earn for True Person Qingyang?”
Old Huang asked while helping to water the medicinal herbs.
“Heh heh, it should be quite a lot. Look at this garden full of medicinal sprouts. A few of them are almost about to rise to second-tier!”
Ma Han grinned.
“Ah, it’s just that I wonder if there will still be a chance to see True Person Qingyang.”
Old Huang sighed.
“Don’t be discouraged. With your aptitude, there is still hope in the future.”
Ma Han comforted him.
“I hope so. It’s just… the Peak Selection Gatherings these past few times seem to be getting harder and harder…”
Old Huang said bitterly.
At those words, even Ma Han fell silent.
The two looked at each other, speechless, both feeling somewhat heavy in their hearts.
For them, who were already late-stage Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment was undoubtedly something to be sought but not guaranteed…
Just then, a cultivator in blue robes flew over on a sword from the direction of the Spirit Field Bureau.
The blue-robed man had a cold expression, the very picture of keeping strangers at a distance.
“It’s Director Zhang!”
Watching Zhang Luanfeng slowly land, both Old Huang and Ma Han’s expressions tightened.
Four years ago, at the Peak Selection Gathering, Zhang Luanfeng fleeing in fear of battle had undoubtedly become the laughingstock of the sect.
But who could have expected that in just a few short years, this Zhang Luanfeng would actually attach himself to the Lin Clan of the Inner Gate.
Not only was he rewarded with a Foundation Establishment Pill and became a True Person, he had even assumed the post of one of the Vice Bureau Chiefs of the Spirit Field Bureau.
These past years, he had been extremely prominent in the Spirit Field Bureau…
“Greetings, Director!”
Old Huang and Ma Han dared not be negligent and quickly bowed.
Zhang Luanfeng glanced at them indifferently.
A thick True Person pressure burst forth from him.
The two trembled violently and nearly fell to their knees.
“Director Zhang, what are you doing? Why punish us without cause?”
Old Huang’s face filled with terror as he quickly asked.
“Hmph, why was the Medicine Hall’s weighing not reported to me? Could it be you two still plan to scheme more contribution for that man surnamed Lu?!”
Zhang Luanfeng’s tone was cold.
“You…”
Old Huang was choked with rage.
Zhang Luanfeng had originally been the Rice Field Deacon, and after rising to Director, he only concerned himself with the Spirit Rice Field.
The miscellaneous affairs of the Medicine Hall were usually handled by Sun Shan.
The other party had clearly come looking for trouble!
Ma Han was also quite furious.
Everyone in the Spirit Field Bureau knew that the famous True Person Qingyang had been on good terms with the two of them before rising to the Inner Gate.
“You what?”
“Failure to report the Medicine Hall’s weighing deserves punishment. This is sect law!”
Zhang Luanfeng’s tone was icy.
These four years, there was not a single day he had not spent in fear.
Especially after learning that Lu Qingyang had taken the post of Vice Bureau Chief in the Sect Master Bureau and oversaw the Nine Bureaus of Inspection, he could neither eat nor sleep in peace.
But who knew that after Lu Qingyang took office, there was no movement at all.
As the years passed, the Five Great Inner Gate Families had already begun treating him as a joke.
After all, what waves could a mere Foundation Establishment True Person stir up?
Seeing this, he continued to act as he pleased.
Even Zhang Luanfeng took the opportunity to sell himself into servitude to the Lin Clan of the Inner Gate and obtained a Foundation Establishment Pill.
And today, with the Medicine Hall’s weighing, Zhang Luanfeng had come intending to vent his anger.
He couldn’t touch Lu Qingyang, but couldn’t he touch his former friends?
At the very least, shortchanging them on contribution would be a way to disgust the other party!
At this thought, Zhang Luanfeng’s aura surged even more.
He pressed down so hard that Old Huang and Ma Han could barely breathe.
“D-Director Zhang, please hear this humble one out. This humble one did not mean to conceal it…”
Old Huang quickly explained.
“Shut up!”
Zhang Luanfeng barked.
He deliberately refused to listen and even extended a thread of spiritual power.
This was clearly an attempt to cripple the two of them!
But just then, an extremely powerful pressure swept over from the distance, instantly crushing that thread of spiritual power.
“Who goes there!”
Zhang Luanfeng’s expression changed drastically. He looked up.
And saw a figure in blue robes, graceful and heroic, arriving on a sword, looking down at him from above.
“L-Lu Qingyang!”
Zhang Luanfeng’s pupils constricted…